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05/14/12 at 21:15in Spanish from the enemy's ranks, I closed my eyes and
thought of you."
"In honest truth, Raoul?" said Athos, pressing his hand.
"Yes, sir; at that instant there was such a rataplan of
musketry that one might have imagined the infernal regions
had opened. Those who were not killed felt the heat of the
flames. I opened my eyes, astonished to find myself alive
and even unhurt; a third of the squadron were lying on the
ground, wounded, dead or dying. At that moment I encountered
the eye of the prince. I had but one thought and that was
that he was observing me. I spurred on and found myself in
the enemy's ranks."
"And the prince was pleased with you?"
"He told me so, at least, sir, when he desired me to return
to Paris with Monsieur de Chatillon, who was charged to
carry the news to the queen and to bring the colors we had
taken. `Go,' said he; `the enemy will not rally for fifteen
days and until that time I have no need of your service. Go
and see those whom you love and who love you, and tell my
sister De Longueville that I thank her for the present that
she made me of you.' And I came, sir," added Raoul, gazing
at the count with a smile of real affection, "for I thought
you would be glad to see me again."
Athos drew the young man toward him and pressed his lips to
his brow, as he would have done to a young daughter.
"And now, Raoul," said he, "you are launched; you have dukes
for friends, a marshal of France for godfather, a prince of
the blood as commander, and on the day of your return you
have been received by two queens; it is not so bad for a
novice."
"Oh sir," said Raoul, suddenly, "you recall something,
which, in my haste to relate my exploits, I had forgotten;
it is that there was with Her Majesty the Queen of England,
a gentleman who, when I pronounced your name, uttered a cry
of surprise and joy; he said he was a friend of yours, asked
your address, and is coming to see you."
"What is his name?"
"I did not venture to ask, sir; he spoke elegantly, although
I thought from his accent he was an Englishman."
"Ah!" said Athos, http://www.pandoracharms2012.net , leaning down his head as if to remember
who it could be. Then, when he raised it again, he was
struck by the presence of a man who was standing at the open
door and was gazing at him with a compassionate air.
"Lord de Winter!" exclaimed the count.
"Athos, my friend!"
And the two gentlemen were for an instant locked in each
other's arms; then Athos, looking into his friend's face and
taking him by both hands, said:
"What ails you, my lord? you appear as unhappy as I am the
reverse."
"Yes, truly, dear friend; and I may even say the sight of
you increases my dismay."
And De Winter glancing around him, Raoul quickly understood
that the two friends wished to be alone and he therefore
left the room unaffectedly.
"Come, now that we are alone," said Athos, (...) , "let us talk of
yourself."
"Whilst we are alone let us speak of ourselves," replied De
Winter. "He is (...) son."
Athos, again struck by this name, (...) , which seemed to pursue him |
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